Guest guest Posted August 14, 2002 Report Share Posted August 14, 2002 A-maz-ing prolific poetry... Today on the street, a man stood barefoot in his crowd and as I walked past asked if I would buy him a pair of shoes. Meeting his bright eyes, I smiled and shook my head 'no', as I always do, every time he asks me for something. Finishing the play, he told me, then, "you are so pretty". The pieces are all mixed up, who is who?, but the essence is the same, this story to yours. , "mazie_l" <sraddha54@h...> wrote: > i was taken in a piercing awareness of this man who was passing, > and his feet, his dear, dear feet stepping over the rocks and the > watered stones, Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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